I’ve been watching for the signs, took a trip to clear my mind now I’m even more lost. Been having conversations about breakups and separations.. Are we gonna even make it? Cause if we are, we’re taking this a little too far….
I just wanna say, you’re mine, you’re mine. Fuck what you heard, you’re mine, you’re mine. All I’m really asking for is you.
Look, let’s give it up. Let’s just lay around and make love and take walks and talk a little. Let’s drive down and look at the ocean. It’s only 45 minutes. Let’s play games in the arcades. Let’s go to the races, the Art Museum, the boxing matches. Let’s have friends. Let’s laugh. This kind of life like everybody else’s kind of life: it’s killing us.
Charles Bukowski (via liquidlightandrunningtrees)
The Buddhists say if you meet somebody and your heart pounds, your hands shake, your knees go weak, that’s not the one. When you meet your ‘soul mate’ you’ll feel calm. No anxiety, no agitation
Tell me the truth boy, am I losing you for good? We used to kiss all night but now there’s just no use.
Woman doing a one handed cartwheel (1937/38) by Dr. Bohumil Kröhn.